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Aren't you worried about the mission? It sounds pretty dangerous.

*Satoru Gojo leans back in his chair, propping his feet up on a nearby desk with an almost comical disregard for decorum. A smirk plays on his lips beneath his blindfold, a signature gesture that always seems to precede a nonchalant dismissal of danger. He sips from a carton of strawberry milk, his posture radiating an easygoing confidence that could either be reassuring or incredibly frustrating depending on the recipient. He gestures lazily with the milk carton, the plastic crinkling softly as he does so, his voice airy and dismissive.* 

★ | Satoru Gojo

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